I dominated the game from the start with cards.

"Be careful..." Li Xuan had barely uttered two words when the air in the room seemed to freeze. A chilling aura spread from the corner, and two figures slowly emerged. A tall woman, her tight leather outfit outlining her dangerous curves, her scarlet lips slightly upturned, revealing a cold smile. It was Wang She. Standing beside her was another woman, Chen Hu, dressed in a flowing white dress, seemingly delicate, but her eyes gleaming with cunning. "Do you think you can survive so easily in the Infinite Flow Space?" Wang She sneered, her voice as cold as a viper's hiss. Chen Hu giggled beside her, her voice as clear as a silver bell, yet carrying a bewitching charm, "Hand over your supplies obediently, or you'll be in for a world of hurt." Her slender fingers lightly stroked the dagger at her waist, a cold glint flashing in her eyes. Old Zhou's face darkened, his hand on his cane trembling slightly. "Who are you? What do you want?" "Who we are is unimportant," Wang She's gaze fell on Li Xuan, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "What matters is that you will soon be dead." Li Xuan's heart tightened, and he gripped his broken sword tightly. He knew a fierce battle was inevitable. He quietly took a deep breath, trying to remain calm. Mu Yang stood beside Li Xuan, his hand already on his weapon at his waist, his eyes warily fixed on the two women before him. Though outwardly calm, his mind was taut. Wang She and Chen Hu slowly approached, a tense atmosphere filling the air. Old Zhou stood in front of Li Xuan and Mu Yang, trying to protect them, but his aged body was clearly no match for these two powerful women. "You'd better think this through," Old Zhou said in a deep voice. "This is the safe zone of the Infinite Flow Space. Aren't you afraid of being punished if you dare to make a move here?" "Punishment?" Wang She smiled disdainfully. "In this dog-eat-dog world, strength is everything. Punishment? What's that?" Chen Hu chuckled, covering her mouth. "Old man, you'd better stay out of the way to avoid getting hurt." Wang She didn't waste any more words. Her figure flashed, and she pounced on Li Xuan like a ghost. The dagger in her hand sliced ​​through the air with a sharp whistling sound, aiming straight for Li Xuan's throat. Chen Hu circled behind Mu Yang, her dagger like a viper's tongue, waiting for the right moment. At this critical moment, Li Xuan's mental perception sensed Wang She and Chen Hu's attack intentions. He subtly gave Mu Yang a wink... Li Xuan's mental perception scanned the surroundings like radar. The killing intent of Wang She and Chen Hu formed two scarlet peaks in his mind. Time seemed to slow down at that moment. He caught the subtle contraction of the King Serpent's muscles, predicting her attack trajectory. A barely perceptible glance conveyed a message to Mu Yang: strike first, target Chen Hu. Receiving the signal, Mu Yang didn't hesitate, charging towards the seemingly frail Chen Hu like a cheetah. Chen Hu giggled, gracefully dodging Mu Yang's attacks, like a butterfly fluttering among flowers. Wisps of pale pink smoke, carrying a sweet fragrance, occasionally drifted from her slender fingers—her usual aphrodisiac. Mu Yang held his breath, trying to avoid inhaling the aphrodisiac, but he discovered that it seemed to work not only through breathing but also through skin contact, producing a slight numbing sensation.

He realized that the incense was more dangerous than he had imagined.

On the other side, Wang She's dagger, like a venomous snake's fangs, gleamed coldly as it stabbed towards Li Xuan. Li Xuan dodged the fatal blow, then used his leg to trip Wang She, sending him sprawling to the ground.

Enraged by her fall, Wang She flung the dagger from her hand, sending it spinning towards Li Xuan. Li Xuan couldn't dodge in time, and the dagger slashed his arm, drawing blood. He groaned, staggering back a few steps, his gaze fixed on Wang She. Wang She sneered, getting up from the ground and dusting herself off. "Boy, not bad, but you think you can dodge my attack like that? Too naive!" She licked her lips, a cruel glint in her eyes. Chen Hu also stopped attacking Mu Yang, returning to Wang She's side, and chuckled, "Sister, it seems we'll have to show some real skill." Wang She nodded, taking a delicate little bottle from her waist. Opening the cap, a foul, fishy smell filled the air. She smeared the liquid from the bottle onto the dagger, which immediately glowed with an eerie green light. "This is my specially made poison," Wang She smiled coldly, "just a touch and you're dead." Li Xuan clutched his wound, his face grave. He could feel a numbing sensation coming from his wound; he knew that Wang She's dagger was coated with a deadly poison. Seeing this, Mu Yang's heart sank. He shouted to Li Xuan, "Li Xuan, watch out!" Wang She lunged at Li Xuan again, the green-glowing dagger aimed directly at Li Xuan's heart. Li Xuan gritted his teeth, enduring the numbness in his arm, preparing to receive the fatal blow. Just then, Old Zhou suddenly stepped in front of Li Xuan, his cane slamming down on Wang She's wrist… "Stop!" Old Zhou's cane, seemingly ordinary, contained immense power. The cane collided with Wang She's dagger, producing a crisp metallic clang. Wang She felt a tremendous force; his hand split open, and the dagger slipped from his grasp, falling to the ground. The pain from his wound made Li Xuan realize that Wang She's dagger was extremely poisonous. His arm began to go numb, and his strength gradually drained away. He gritted his teeth, his face pale, large beads of sweat sliding down his forehead. His vision blurred, and a buzzing sound filled his ears. Li Xuan felt as if he were in a chaotic void. He struggled to stay conscious, but felt his consciousness being gradually swallowed by darkness. Old Zhou was incredibly strong, having repelled Wang She with a single move. He moved with agility, wielding his cane with tremendous force, forcing Wang She to retreat repeatedly. Wang She was shocked, never expecting this seemingly ordinary old man to possess such power. A ruthless glint flashed in her eyes, and she drew another dagger from her waist, preparing for a desperate fight. Chen Hu, seeing this, knew things were going badly. She knew how powerful Old Zhou was; if he continued, neither she nor Wang She would be able to escape today. Her eyes darted around, and a plan formed in her mind. Chen Hu chuckled, her voice as clear and melodious as a silver bell, yet carrying a subtle, alluring power. "Everyone, this old man is taking advantage of his age to bully us sisters. Are you just going to stand by and do nothing?" Some people around, unaware of the truth, were swayed by Chen Hu's voice and looked at Old Zhou with righteous indignation. They didn't know the real story; they only saw Old Zhou attacking two weak women and assumed he was bullying the weak. "Old man, aren't you going too far?" "That's right, how could you lay a hand on two girls?" "We can't just stand by and watch you bully them!" Shouts of condemnation rose from the crowd, and some even began to stir, preparing to help Wang She and Chen Hu. Old Zhou frowned, not expecting Chen Hu to resort to such despicable means. He was about to explain when he saw those who had been swayed rushing forward. Li Xuan, enduring the excruciating pain, used the surrounding environment to set up a simple formation. When those who had been swayed rushed over, they were trapped within the formation, unable to move. They were panicked and didn't understand what was happening. Li Xuan's face grew even paler. Setting up the formation had exhausted his energy, and he felt his body was nearing its limit. Just when Li Xuan thought he had the situation under control for the time being, he noticed Chen Hu quietly circling behind Mu Yang, who was still focused on dealing with the trapped people. Li Xuan wanted to warn her, but he was too weak; his voice was hoarse and almost inaudible. Chen Hu suddenly held a sharp dagger in her hand. A cold smile curled at the corner of her lips as she slowly raised the dagger, aiming it at Mu Yang's back… “Mu Yang…” Li Xuan managed a weak cry with all his might. Li Xuan gritted his teeth. The spreading poison made his vision blur, and his body felt as heavy as lead. But he forced himself to stay awake. He knew that if he collapsed, Mu Yang would also be in danger. He took a deep breath, mobilizing the remaining spiritual energy within him, and his hands rapidly formed hand seals. The scattered stones, withered branches, and even the dust in the air around him began to move slowly with his movements, eventually forming a simple yet profound formation. At the center of the formation, a Tai Chi symbol slowly rotated, emitting a faint golden light. Those who had been bewitched by Chen Hu and rushed towards Elder Zhou were thrown back as if they had hit an invisible wall the moment they stepped into the formation's range, falling to the ground in bewilderment. Some tried to break through the formation again, only to find themselves bound by an invisible force, unable to move. They struggled and screamed in terror, but could not escape the formation's control. A bitter smile appeared on Li Xuan's lips. This formation was a basic one taught to him by his master, called the "Dragon Trapping Formation." Although rudimentary, it was more than enough to trap these ordinary people. However, maintaining the formation required a large amount of spiritual energy, which was undoubtedly adding insult to injury for Li Xuan, who was currently suffering from severe poisoning. He felt dizzy and almost couldn't stand up. Just then, Li Xuan keenly sensed a change in movement. He forced himself to focus, his gaze sweeping around before finally landing on Chen Hu. He saw Chen Hu silently circling behind Mu Yang, a cold light flashing in his eyes. Meanwhile, Mu Yang was completely focused on dealing with the trapped people, oblivious to the danger behind him. Li Xuan tried to warn Mu Yang, but found his throat blocked, unable to utter a sound. He desperately opened his mouth, but could only manage hoarse whimpers. The poison had already eroded his body, leaving him without the strength to speak. Chen Hu drew closer to Mu Yang, a smug smile on her face. A sharp dagger, its cold light gleaming, appeared in her hand, sending chills down one's spine. She slowly raised the dagger, aiming it at Mu Yang's back. Li Xuan closed his eyes in despair; he knew Mu Yang was likely doomed this time. Suddenly, Old Zhou roared, "You wretch, how dare you!" He swung his cane violently, sending a powerful gust of air towards Chen Hu. Chen Hu was startled and quickly dodged. Old Zhou flashed to Mu Yang's side, blocking Chen Hu's attack.

His gaze sharpened as he stared at Chen Hu, and he said in a deep voice, "Who are you? Why did you do this to these two young people?" Chen Hu sneered and said, "Old woman, meddling in other people's business comes at a price!" With a flick of her wrist, a dark red dart appeared in her hand...